At this moment, the strong purple shirt family also had to flee with a bang.

The world was simply turned upside down, and the Great Ancestor was defeated, and he was defeated in a mess.

Zilingmu smiled bitterly, mixed tastes, their glory was crushed alive like this, the Purple Moon Continent was suppressed on the first day, and the giants in his own clan were all in ruins, and he broke his arm, and the Great Ancestor came with hatred and unwillingness, and was trampled to the ground by that kid.

At the head of the city, Zishan Kun was hung by a dragon tendon, and he couldn't break free at all, he witnessed this shocking battle with his own eyes, and it was difficult to come back to his senses for a long time, and he asked gloomily: "This is the strength of the monks standing aside in Zhongzhou?"

"He lied to me, how is Zhongzhou strong, this kind of strength is also a top leader, how can he stand aside?!" Zishan Kun was a little crazy, only to realize that he was put on a swing by that Wu Heng, he was going to be crushed together with his Dao heart!

At the scene, there was chaos, and the purple-shirted monk turned into a ray of light and rushed into the sky, escaping with a magic weapon.

However, Wu Heng was so against the sky in their eyes, his big hand probed in the void, shattered a small world, the sky and the earth were dark, the universe was overturned, and the destructive power surged, knocking over hundreds of monks, screaming one by one, and falling down.

"It's like a demon god coming to the world, and the methods are extremely cruel!" some people trembled in fear.

"How can you escape from this? The means go to the sky, the law is created, and there are dead places within a radius of a hundred miles. Others were desperate.

"How much can you escape, as soon as the Ancestor of the Mountains comes, no one in the Heavenly Continent will survive!" The Great Ancestor roared, the strength of the half-step god is really not covered, and it is suppressed by others, and it still retains a majesty.

Wu Heng frowned, stepped on three or four ribs in the chest of the Great Ancestor, glanced at him, and sneered: "When you are dying, you are about to step into the coffin board, do you still want to act as a guiding light?"

The old man at his feet spat blood, his snow-white beard was dyed red, his eyes were still as bright as the little sun, he glared at Wu Heng fiercely, and said coldly: "Hmph, as soon as the ancestor of the mountain openers comes, you vicious beast will die!"

"You killed my Heavenly Continent monks like grass mustard, I killed a few ants of your purple shirt family, but it became vicious, your thinking is rotten, it should be completely cured!" Wu Heng's tone was light, but there was a monstrous killing intent permeating out, and he stepped on it with a fierce kick, with tens of millions of catties of strength, he pulled out the mountain and covered the world, no one could stop it, "click", a few ribs were broken, a mouthful of old blood spurted out of the mouth of the great ancestor, the essence dispersed, Shou Yuan disappeared, and the pair of small sun-like pupils gradually dimmed, and there was no way to do it.

"The Purple Shirt Family is immortal, the heritage is endless, if you kill me, you will cause a big disaster!" the Great Ancestor said in a arrogant tone.

"Even if I attract a saint, I will suppress it with one hand!" Wu Heng killed decisively, and slammed down with a fist, the divine light was thousands of heavy, and a mouth of abyss was smashed out of the place, and the earth trembled slightly, which made people frightened. The Great Ancestor was torn apart, shattered all over the place, drenched in blood, only one head was left and flew into the sky, not yet dead, his eyes were cold and gloomy, full of unwillingness and hatred, and a pair of eyes stared at Wu Heng, like a ghost.

"The strength of the Purple Shirt Family's founding ancestor is not something that mortals can touch, once it comes, Tianyu City will become a ruin, and the continent will be a bloody storm, no one can compete with it, you just wait for the end to come!"

"Okay, I'll leave you alive for a day, so that you can completely understand what strength is!" Wu Heng was arrogant, stretched out his right hand, and a sealing rune appeared in his palm, sprinkling silver light, sacred and unstoppable, and the head of the Great Ancestor was poked out with one hand.

The Great Ancestor was stubborn, he was grabbed by Wu Heng's hair alive, hanging his head, but he was still iron-clad, and he laughed and sarcastically said: "The young emperor has never seen anyone more arrogant than you, the strength of the Founding Ancestor is unfathomable, no one is invincible, you are incurring a great disaster for the Heavenly Continent!"

"To tell you the truth, the ancestor of my purple shirt family has not passed the test for three hundred years, and his cultivation is already at the level of the saint!"

Wu Heng smiled arrogantly, fearless at all, and said: "Then I will also leave you a dog's life for a day, come and take him down!"

Immediately, the monk of the Wu family made a move, took it down, and hung it at the head of the city like the Purple Mountain Kun, and the Great Ancestor was sealed and cultivated by Wu Heng, and like the other two, it was still hanging!

In this regard, the three generations of monks of the Purple Shirt family, all of whom were hung high in the city.

And everyone is extraordinary, one is the first day talent, one is the youngest giant in the clan, and the other is an ancestor, unfathomable, but the most miserable, there is only one head left, full of remorse and unwillingness.

"Ahh

"Okay, I want to see how powerful you are, when the Ancestor of the Mountain Pioneer comes tomorrow, I hope you don't run away!" The Purple Mountain Dragon said excitedly, he understood that even if he escaped, he would not be able to escape, after all, he would become Wuheng's "key care object", it was better to put it to death and come back to life, and stay tomorrow to wait for the rescue of the Ancestor of the Mountain.

This is the best way, the only hope for the Purple Mountain Dragon to survive.

However, this time, Wu Heng was surprisingly calm, knocking the purple mountain dragon to the ground with a fist, and the teeth and blood fell out all over the ground, the latter was shocked, and his face was aggrieved, why did Zilingmu and the Great Ancestor be hung on the city head as soon as they were excited, but they still had to be beaten?

It seems that at this moment, in the heart of this strong man of the purple-shirted family, hanging on the city head has become the best "courtesy".

"You are not qualified to see the battle on the testimony of Japan, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" Wu Heng spoke, asking the Wu family monk to take action and bury his body in a mass manner.

"You ......" Zishan Long panicked, this is really annoying, no matter how you say that you are the second ancestor, you are actually not qualified to see the first battle on the test?

Wu Heng smiled harmlessly, like bright sunshine, and said, "Actually, I am a good person, and I don't want you to witness something too bloody." ”

"Ahh

Soon, he was dragged down by the Wujia monks, and his cultivation was abolished, and he had no ability to resist.

On the other side, Wu Heng's Evolution Holy Sword was the ninth heavy, and ten thousand divine blades covered the sky, sneering, blood stained everything red, and more than two thousand purple-shirted monks were killed, and they were cut into several pieces by the chaotic sword.

The monks of Tianyu City took action one after another, and under the leadership of Bi Xueyan, they killed a lot of enemy soldiers, if it wasn't for Wu Heng saying that he would leave a few people to report the news, I am afraid that none of them would be able to survive.

The Bijia monk's heart was turbulent, the young lady just went out with Wu Heng for one night, and found that there was such a big change, the cultivation was close to the sky, and no one in the purple shirt family could stop her a few moves, I'm afraid that even if she was at the peak of Zishan Kun, she would not be inferior, right?

A big battle, the curtain ended, the purple shirt family made a comeback, the result was exactly the same, was pushed horizontally by Wu Heng by thunderous means, the eldest ancestor hung on the head of the city, and the two ancestors were buried in a mess.

"It's too terrifying, it's like a half-step god!"

"Haha, the Wu family god body is so domineering, suppress them all!"

Many Heavenly Continent monks talked about this morning's battle, and their blood was boiling, so many of them shouted a slogan, "Suppress, suppress, suppress!"

However, there are always joys and sorrows in everything, the purple shirt family really has a deep heritage, and it is not their limit to be a half-step god, and there is even an ancestor who has pioneered the mountain.

Don't think about it, you must have reached the level of "holy".

"Hey, wave after wave of unevenness, beheading the body of the Great Ancestor, but it will also attract the Great Sage later, Tianyu City is no longer peaceful, and a catastrophe is coming!" Several monks of the Su family were lamenting again, they felt that even if Wu Heng could create infinite miracles, he would not be able to compete with the Great Sage.

"Wu Heng is unfathomable, he has three divine weapons, and he may not be able to fight with the Great Sage. ”

"I don't see it. Brother Su was sarcastic.

When some of the Holy Lord people heard this, they couldn't refute it, they understood the horror of the saint best, and it was difficult for the descendants of the gods to cross the level to challenge.

"Instead of being a clown here, it's better to cultivate and rise. "A voice resounded through Tianyu City, majestic and solemn, it was the gods of the heavens, and people couldn't resist bowing and worshiping.

Several monks of the Su family turned pale, and the other party did not make a move, but only exuded a momentum that made their souls tremble, and one of them was silent and said, "It's Wu Heng!"

"Did he hear it all?" The rest of the people couldn't believe that there was a huge Heavenly Domain City, and he could actually be covered by divine thoughts?

"Half-step sealing gods can be killed, such magical powers, nothing is impossible. "The person who came out earlier was like a little chicken, not daring to say anything.

"The first time Wu Heng can tolerate it, the second time he will teach a lesson, and the third time he will definitely kill us!" Someone in the Su family was shocked and locked his mouth and stopped chewing his tongue.

"You think too much, he is definitely not putting up with us, even the half-step god is decisively killed, we don't even look at it. ”

"Are we really jumping clowns?" Several monks of the Su family had faces that were difficult to see to the extreme, and they suddenly felt the gap between themselves and Wu Heng, which was too big, too big to imagine.

After that, no one dared to make the slightest sound, and the Wu family's divine body and divine thoughts covered the entire city, which was really terrifying!

The day passed quickly, and the monk of the Purple Shirt family arrived as promised.

At noon, a carriage was galloping in the sky, there were nine horses Zila, it was an ancient alien species, born with a dragon's eye, a unicorn tail, a wolf's waist, antlers, horses' hooves stepping on auspicious clouds, and iron hooves stepping down, producing a vision of heaven and earth, as if the whole world was collapsing, rumbling loudly!

"The Heavenly Continent is removed today. ”

Inside the carriage, a supreme being spoke, very indifferent, unmatched, and unmatched, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in Tianyu City.

"How much comes, how much repression. "In Tianyu City, another voice came from the Wu family's mansion, calm and unwavering, and also quite confident, detached from mortals.

"In his early twenties, he has a lot of talent, but he hasn't grown up, and he's nothing. ”

"I have lived for thousands of years, I am only in the dual realm of gods, my talent is very scummy, there is no room for growth in the future, and I will sit down in a few days. Wu Heng's reply was like a stream, and the number of the ancestors who opened the mountain was nothing.

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